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Giuseppe Oct 2024
The rope that bound us;
too tense now
if i take a single step
It may rip my heart out
But if i do
Will you go through the mess
Of picking up what's left?
Klausyuer Oct 2024

The dreams we shed, the lies we dread,
Hanging on, a fragile thread.
With death ahead, hold me close—
Don’t let me fall; I need you most.

I yearn for those days
When you held me tight in loving ways.
Now a dreadful smile haunts my sight—
Why did you let me plead, alone in the night?

The lies we spun, so tenderly—
Don’t you know?
I cherished thee,
The one who chose to let me be.

Now I know, painfully,
The lies we told still bleed in me.
Please, one more time, just help me live;
I don’t want to hang on this thread,
Willingly—
You let me be,
Laughing gaily
As you toyed with me.

Can’t you hear my cries
As you tossed me aside,
Just like the toys you had?

I can’t live like this—
I’ve had enough
Of the lies you teased,
As you stripped me bare,
Enjoying me,
While I suffer in agony.

So please,
Heed my dying plea—
Just end my misery.

-Klausyuer: The ****** Poet
About a toxic relationship
G Vermeulen Oct 2024
They always say a relationship isn’t always 50/50
Sometimes it’s 20/80 or 70/30
But together it will always make up for 100%
Does that ring a bell?

I don’t feel like that 100% is there anymore
Don’t even know if it has ever been there
It feels like I’m charging an old phone whose battery isn’t at full capacity any longer
As if it’s 110 vs. -10

And I’m sure you feel the same way
I’m sure you feel like I am not bringing enough to the table either
As if, together-
we are overloading the battery

Each of us thinking we are charging with the right cable
Charging it for the right amount
Or in the assumption of the battery knowing when it is full
But the battery doesn’t know
We both don’t know

It’s a constant guesswork of where we are on that scale of zero to a hundred
The odds are so small of us both picking the right amount.
And yes, it has happened before-
but that only means the odds of it happening again are getting smaller

I am terribly afraid.
I don’t want to switch batteries.
But maybe, for you-
It’d be better.
Joanna Alexandre Oct 2024
I entrusted my joy in your core,
It fit so perfect, but you wanted more.
I gave you my laughter, my light, and my glee,
Yet you turned away, too full of **** to see.
Now I stand alone, in the wreckage of bliss,
Longing for moments I’ve learned to miss.
You took my happiness, wrapped it in lies,
And left me to gather the tears from my eyes.
In the ruins of trust, I gather my pain,
Each tear that I shed feels like falling rain.
So I reclaim my sanity, my morals, my dreams,
No longer entrusting my heart to your schemes.
I’ll rise from the ashes of what you destroyed,
And learn to embrace the strength I’ve employed.
With each passing day, I’ll gather my might,
And learn to find joy in the stillness of night.
I’ll rebuild the pieces, reclaim my own ground,
In the silence of leaving, my strength can be found.
And in the wreckage, I’ll rise from the dark,
No longer defined by your once glowing spark.
I’ll carve out my joy, piece by piece,
And from the ashes, I’ll find my release.
I’ll dance in the shadows, I’ll laugh through the pain,
For I am the master of my own refrain.
I’ll rise like the phoenix from flames of regret,
Embracing my freedom, I’ll never forget.
The lessons I learned from the love that went wrong,
Will echo in me, a resilient song.
So here's to my heart, still beating, still brave,
In the depths of despair, I found how to save.
Each moment that passes, I’ll gather my scars,
For they’re part of my journey, my own guiding stars.
Desmond Y Eklu Oct 2024
In the shadows of broken vows,
Lies a tale of wandering souls.
Men who stray, with hearts astray,
Leaving loved ones to disarray.


You'll wonder why they cheat and lie,
Why fidelity's promise they deny.
Is it weakness, or a curious stride?
Or the thrill of secrets they can't hide?


Perhaps it's the fragile male ego's sway,
Or validation sought in another's way.
Maybe loneliness creeps in unseen,
Or the lure of novelty's transient sheen.


But what of love's foundation laid?
The trust, the laughter, and the shade?
Does the rush of adrenaline's high
Outweigh the tears that must come by?


You'll wonder why men cheat and roam,
Yet, in their hearts, a void's still home.
For in the arms of another's embrace,
They search for solace, a fleeting space.


Let's seek to understand, not justify,
The complexities of the human psyche.
For in empathy and open hearts,
We may find the keys to set us apart.
I am tangled to you with the fragile strings of trust that have been ripped too many times,
and still,
you are slowly tearing them appart without knowing it.
Odd Odyssey Poet Oct 2024
You're a ship and I'm a wreck-
Our love met a titanic end
Still, we'd sail around the terms
Of being close mates

Too see you again;
You can still claim a spot
By the window seat of my heart,
Gazing straight into my soul.
Ethan P Jones Oct 2024
Gray hairs sprouting up like testimonies
The smoke from burning bridges makes it hard to see
If I can walk back across to the other side
Just to tell you I always cared, affectionately

Leaves never fall the same way twice
To see them drop again, a kaleidoscope in descent
Pieces that come together to make a new puzzle
Under the tree, between the jigsaw creases are we both in?
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